Chapter 687

"Let's go!" Crassus snapped.

The terrifying burrowing monster opened its bloody jaws and gradually approached the two of them. Zeratul pulled Crassus up and led him towards the portal. He felt the worm get closer to them, and he could already smell the rancid smell it was emanating. I can't escape.

When the worms pounced, they finally ran through the door......

The wolf-like demon forces met them just west of the city of Sulamah. Once again, the Star Spirit Clan army stopped advancing, and the two sides entered a stalemate phase: I can't attack it, and you can't fight it.

The warriors of the Burning Legion are ruthless in their battles, but there is one advantage of the Nightstar Clan: they are much more familiar with the land than the demons.

The area around Sulama City is full of rolling mountains, several rivers, and a large forest that used to cover it, but now it is either burned by fire or torn by sharp claws. The stumps of many dead trees and destroyed buildings dot the ground, which can be used not only as road signs, but also as shelter.

The Star Spirit Clan sent some scout teams to investigate the distribution of the Demon Front.

Brooks, Rasen, and the team of Shadow Song and his men are one of them.

The Council of Tauro has joined the war.

The Terrans and the Elves of the Council of Tyra are self-reliant, confident that they know the Burning Legion's approach better than anyone else.

However, Lester also told them to promise to come back at the appointed time and not be late, just like the rest of the scouting team. Otherwise, once he hears the reconnaissance reports of the others and sees the opportunity to immediately attack a certain side of the enemy formation, he cannot guarantee their safety.

Night fell, but the team didn't slow down. The darkness has no negative effect on the team members, but rather benefits their reconnaissance operations.

A thick layer of green mist enveloped everything around it, and it was damp and emitted a foul smell. It seems that wherever the Burning Legion goes, fog rises. And there is danger hidden in this thick fog, as it allows demons to sneak up only a few yards away without being detected.

The twelve members of the squad were slowly navigating a barren landscape. The trees around them were withered and blackened, casting ghostly shadows in the fog. They squinted hard, but they couldn't see through the fog.

They may still be lucky. Just a short distance from the city of Sulama, the reconnaissance team passed through a former residential area.

From time to time, the remains of some treehouses can be seen piled up diagonally, and the entire structure seems to have been uprooted and then chopped to pieces. The members of the team are well aware that the people who live here have probably suffered the same fate.

"It's savage......" Garrod muttered.

Brooks whispered something as well. The brutal slaughter forced the Star Spirit Clan to quickly learn to be numb, but they still couldn't face life and death as calmly as this berserker.

Bullocks grew up witnessing countless bloody scenes. That's right, he will mourn for the dead. But no matter what kind of terrible scenes he saw, he was already surprised. At the end of the day, death is death.

Luo Sheng cursed coldly. The archon clenched his fingers and reached into a pocket on his belt, intending to use a sooth stone to find traces of demons in the area, but the mist had apparently rendered the otherwise sensitive treasure no longer working.

Brooks searched for the enemy in his own way: every few yards he walked, he opened his nostrils and used his sense of smell. There was a spicy smell that was evident to the nose and it was clear that it was the smell of death.

So far, the demons that have appeared in front of his eyes are just some stinking corpses. It was full of fluid that had been flowing in their veins.

Of course, there are also the corpses of other creatures. The neighborhood was littered with the wreckage of the Star Elves - some soldiers who had retreated with them, others unlucky civilians who had moved more slowly.

No one survived the whole body: arms, legs. Even the head was cut off. Some appear to have been dismembered after death. Seeing this situation, the soldiers in the squad were even more disgusted, and their pain was beyond words.

"Let's be separated, but not too far apart." Garrod commanded.

Suddenly. A terrible shadow appeared in front of them - the outer walls of the city of Sulamah. The Burning Legion didn't have enough time to wreak havoc on the city, so the ruins still stood eeriely, telling of today's misery. It also prophesied tomorrow's calamity.

"O god of civilization......" one of the soldiers whispered.

Brooks glanced at Garrod. The captain of the guard stared at his home without blinking, his hands clenched his weapon tightly, and the pulse in his neck throbbed violently.

"It's not a good feeling to not have a home."

"I have a home." Garrod roared, "Sulama City is still my home."

The Berserker stopped talking, he understood the pain of all the Star Spirits.

They entered the city through the collapsed gates. A deathly silence surrounded them, and in such a secluded place, even the sound of breathing became a cacophony of noise.

They had stopped a few steps into the city, and Garrod wanted the consul to tell him what to do next. They had a fork in the road in front of them, and they should stay together from a safety point of view, but due to time constraints, it was not feasible to patrol the entire city of Sulama in this way.

Luo Sheng frowned, and finally said, "Don't go too far when you go to scout. There's a magic in the mist. I don't think we have to go through all the places, Captain of the Guard. ”

"I agree." Garrod seemed to find some kind of comfort: "I really didn't expect that this city that gave birth to me and raised me would make me so uneasy." ”

"You have to be clear, this city is no longer Sulama City, Xiyingge. Wherever the Burning Legion passes through will be polluted, even if there are no demons in the city, it is very, very dangerous. ”

Brooks nodded. He clearly remembered what suddenly came at him from the fog while his people were fighting demons. In comparison, the enemies that the Star Spirit Clan is encountering now are only trivial.

There are still some intact buildings in the city, and their shapes are enough to make out the ruins as they are. Every now and then, an undamaged house appears in front of the team, and Garrod tells the soldiers to search it in the hope of finding a few Holocaust survivors who have taken refuge in it.

However, they did not find a single living creature.

They wanted to stay together, but the damage was so severe that the roads were unrecognizable and the eyes were full of ruins, and the simultaneous movement of everyone would inevitably slow down considerably, affecting the development of reconnaissance work. Reluctantly, Garrod sent two small detachments of three soldiers each to scout the nearby streets.

"Search the ruins and meet us as soon as possible." He ordered six of them. The two teams galloped away, and he shouted behind him: "There must be three people together!" ”

The rest of the men were the main force of the reconnaissance team: Sikage and three other soldiers escorted Rasson—along with Blox—on his way.

Everyone had to climb up and down the rubble, and in front of them were three large tree houses that had been knocked to the ground, apparently collapsing in the middle of the road as they had collapsed. One house rests on the other two, and the former dwellings are constantly shaking in front of his companions, as if demonstrative.

Brooks' feet seemed to touch something and hissed. Rason looked over and told the berserker, "The owner of the house has died. ”

Climbed to the top, where they found several more corpses. These Astral Clans were also residents of the city, though they were apparently captured by the Burning Legion while fleeing. Except for the bizarre wounds, the victims were not dismembered. The corpses were not rotten, and no scavengers came to bother them.

"They should have been killed in one fell swoop." "An even more horrific death you can imagine," said the archon. ”

"It's miserable enough for me." Garrod gasped. (To be continued......)